Page 6 of Puck So Good
I moan around Charlie’s cock, loving the feel of being completely filled. “Mmm, that feels so good. Don’t stop.”
I feel like a ragdoll letting them move me any way they want. My orgasm hits me hard and fast. “I’m coming,” I yell around Charlie’s girth, not able to last one more minute. It’s only a few seconds later that I feel Charlie tighten and his cum squirts down my throat.
I work my throat, swallowing every drop of him. “Fuck she sucked me dry.” Charlie collapses on the bed next to me.
“Such a good girl, swallowing Charlie’s cum. Are you ready for Remy to fill your ass with his cum?”
I nod, unable to form words.
With one last thrust, Remy’s cock pulses, and his hot cum splashes in my ass. I throw my head back as my pussy clenches around Brant’s shaft and I come for a second time in less than five minutes. Remy pulls out of me but continues to guide my hips up and down on Brant’s shaft.
“Eyes on me, little one. I want you to know who claimed your pussy first.” My body shatters at his words, and I come again. Brant thrusts into me two more times before his release washes over him filling me up.
I collapse on top of Brant. The sound of his heart beating is the last thing I remember before falling asleep.
eight
Blair
Waking up alone isnot what I expected after everything we did last night. I stand, wrapping the bed sheet around my body, and go in search of Brant, Charlie, and Remy.
Finding them fully dressed in the dining room and having breakfast, I feel a little underdressed. “So, I, um, had a really good time last night and, ah, again this morning.” I feel the heat rise in my cheeks, remembering everything we did.
“You’re awake. Would you like some breakfast?” I shake my head at the professional tone in Brant’s voice. Shocked at how bored it sounded, nothing like the tone when his cock was thrusting into me last night.
Something is not right. I swing my gaze to Charlie only to see him texting on his phone. My gaze finds Remy, but his head is down and his eyes are on a book in his hand while sipping on his coffee. I look back at Brant, and he still has the same bored look on his face.
Do they regret last night? I chew on my bottom lip and tighten the sheet around my body, “Um, no thanks. I should probably be getting home.”
Did Remy’s shoulders just sag? “I’ll call a car to take you home.” Brant doesn’t even look at me when he speaks.
“Great, I will get dressed and be ready to go in five minutes.” I smile, fighting back the tears. My voice is higher than usual.
Once back in the bedroom, I search for my clothes, only finding my dress but not my panties. I don’t have the time to keep looking for them, so I slide my dress on and go commando.
“The car is waiting for you downstairs, Blair. He’ll take you home. Have a good rest of your weekend.” Brant dismisses mewith a wave of his hand. While both Charlie and Remy can’t be bothered to look up from what they are doing.
“Um, sure, thanks. You too.” I blink back the tears that are threatening to fall. I will not embarrass myself anymore by crying in front of these three.
I square my shoulders and lift my chin as I walk through the door, reminding myself I agreed that it was only one night.
***
“I’ll take a cup of that coffee,” I say as I enter the kitchen and find Ollie pouring herself a cup of coffee. I must look like a wreck still in the same ball gown I wore last night. Which, of course, my big sister points out to me.
“Did you sleep in that dress, or are you just getting home?” She sets a steaming hot cup of black coffee on the table in front of me and takes a seat across from me, as I blow on my doctored-up coffee with cream and sugar.
“It’s a long story.” I exhale sharply, trying to hold in the pain. “I kind of slept with three guys last night. But enough about me, how was your night?” I lift the mug to my lips and take a sip, wanting to change the subject.
“Oh no, you don’t. We can talk about my date later. I want to hear about how you kind of slept with three guys.”
I set the mug back on the table. “I’m still processing it.” My finger traces the handle of the mug. “I’m not sure I’m ready totalk about it yet.” I don’t add that I’m not sure if I’ll ever be able to talk about it. Sure, the sexual connection was amazing, but this morning was awful.
“I had a really good time last night. Felix and Ryker were sweet and funny.”
“Don’t forget they’re both sexy as hell.” We both laugh at my spot-on description, lightening my mood a little.
Ollie’s phone buzzes. She picks it up and glances at the screen. Her skin takes on an ashen shade before she slams her phone face-first onto the table,
